This is a song about "Tree fiddy"

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Cause everytime you come around

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Like what i just did on your front lawn's tree/

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Tree is moving because its windy

Even if it tends to be about tree

Like hoes down in magic city

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree